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King Smoke Video (MV)




Performed By: Charles O'more
Length: 2:45
Written by: Charles Omoregbee




Charles O'more - King Smoke Lyrics




Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple

Self-made, self-made, no
Self-made self? How so
Self-made, self-made, no
Self-made self?
(King Uzziah's died)

I guess you're in another self imposing altercation
You paint Me on the picture, just to fix the situation
Cause your DND's melancholy call to preservation, but
Don't act like you're not an infant with an occupation
When Im so much more than convenient
Hype's justified not contingent
Doubt this brain could get you traces
Of the slightest of resentment, call it perfect
I'd still never do you like you do Me
Yes, I just want a little bit more

Just wanna little more, night and day
Want to say I'm getting your attention
Just won a little more, night and day
Want to say I'm winning your attention
(King Uzziah's died)

These are the dues of your lifestyle
How would you like your best dressed day in a casket
Riches do not profit
Took a blessing for investment
Still don't wanna show you just how cold this heart gets
It's the hope that when We section righteous and the wicked
Post all threatening to get a love that's been deserving
So to say We eventually won a little bit more

Just wanna little more, night and day
Want to say I'm getting your attention
Just won a little more, night and day
Want to say I'm winning your attention

Unaware of your pricelessness
Of being the main thing
You're just not the same friend
Cause you're rebuilding the things you destroyed
Still don't know I want you, not yours
Oh eye's apple, what's your wild idea of love?
When will you see, it's Me

Man's work; new ones (Who finna get sent?)
New allegiance (finna get sent)
Is Age-llegiance, New (What's in your hand?)
I'm the Jealous One (finna get sent)

The evangelist carries the glad tidings of Christ
The evangelist shares the good news of Christ
The evangelist is a witness to the good news
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Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple
Filled the temple, filled the temple

Self-made, self-made, no
Self-made self? How so
Self-made, self-made, no
Self-made self?
(King Uzziah's died)

I guess you're in another self imposing altercation
You paint Me on the picture, just to fix the situation
Cause your DND's melancholy call to preservation, but
Don't act like you're not an infant with an occupation
When Im so much more than convenient
Hype's justified not contingent
Doubt this brain could get you traces
Of the slightest of resentment, call it perfect
I'd still never do you like you do Me
Yes, I just want a little bit more

Just wanna little more, night and day
Want to say I'm getting your attention
Just won a little more, night and day
Want to say I'm winning your attention
(King Uzziah's died)

These are the dues of your lifestyle
How would you like your best dressed day in a casket
Riches do not profit
Took a blessing for investment
Still don't wanna show you just how cold this heart gets
It's the hope that when We section righteous and the wicked
Post all threatening to get a love that's been deserving
So to say We eventually won a little bit more

Just wanna little more, night and day
Want to say I'm getting your attention
Just won a little more, night and day
Want to say I'm winning your attention

Unaware of your pricelessness
Of being the main thing
You're just not the same friend
Cause you're rebuilding the things you destroyed
Still don't know I want you, not yours
Oh eye's apple, what's your wild idea of love?
When will you see, it's Me

Man's work; new ones (Who finna get sent?)
New allegiance (finna get sent)
Is Age-llegiance, New (What's in your hand?)
I'm the Jealous One (finna get sent)

The evangelist carries the glad tidings of Christ
The evangelist shares the good news of Christ
The evangelist is a witness to the good news
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Writer: Charles Omoregbee
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